บท 1112: Gathering 2

"Where's Liz?"

"She'll be here soon."

As soon as he said that, there was the tapping of footsteps from the door.

A pretty little face peeked in through the door crack. She wore some light make-up, replacing some of her past innocence with an extra dose of allure.

"I'm not late, am I?" She blinked, looking at Garen and Accord, but her gaze was more heavily focused on Accord.

"You're just in time," replied Accord nonchalantly, smiling.

The door opened, and Liz evidently had not come alone. There were three others behind her, two men and a woman, and they all wore the Dragon Light Sect's pale silver costumes. There was the logo of a flying dragon embroidered onto their sleeves. The men were handsome and the woman beautiful, but they all had traces of cosmetic surgery.